What is love?

These are the lyrics to a song that I love:

VIVIAN GREEN LYRICS

"What Is Love?"

[Verse 1:]

Maybe I am foolishly in love with
Someone that is
Not exactly on the same page, that I am on
Well all my friends keep telling me stop
Walking round so blindly
But when he calls they're not around
To ever remind me

[Hook:]

Maybe this isn't love, but if it isn't love then really what is love
Maybe I don't need to know whats really love
Cause when he's around he's got me feeling some kinda way

[Verse 2:]

I guess I kind of notice he don't always act so kindly
But that doesn't stop my hunger, hunger for his heart
Why should I listen to those, who think that I should move on
Maybe what they see as drama, I see more as art

[Hook]

[Bridge:]

Cant seem to get past how he makes me feel
May not be love but it feels so real
Can't go with what they say must follow my heart
But now is that even being to to me
Maybe I'm happy, truly content
Maybe this is as good as it gets
Do I have faith in my confidence
Or an I just thinking all hopelessly

[Hook]



This is a topic that I realized while listening to this song today, I haven't truly explored in quite some time. On one hand, I know what love is. Its what is written in the bible. Sure, that doesn't sound sexy or inspiring to some, but it provides the framework for recognizing love. But on the other hand, I'm not quite sure. I used to feel that love is like the human muscular system: voluntary and involuntary. There are parts that we can consciously control, and there are parts that just flow without our knowledge. I think that its hard to define because all parts of love can be shared with people we know very well, people we know casually, and sometimes complete strangers.

Have you ever met someone you hardly knew, but there was an instant chemistry or electricity that just didn't seem to make sense, but you knew that it was there? Do you wonder what it would take to harness that energy to be used at your own disposal instead of it popping up randomly like free money? Do you wonder how someone can say they love a child, but yet harm them?

You then ask, is it really love? And if it isn't love, what is that feeling, and why can't I choose it? Why can't I control it? Why is my definition different from his, hers, and yours?

What does commitment have to do with love? What does love have to do with commitment? I thought I knew a lot, but I'm finding out that perspective is a mutha-shut yo mouth. Perception is more reality than reality is perception. Makes sense?